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One particularly warm summer I went to visit my good friends Paul and Helen, who have been married since the high school, where I introduced them to each other. They have two beautiful children, who love me, their Uncle Mike. Of course I wasn't their real uncle, since I didn't have any relations to either Paul or Helen, but the name had caught on. I was to stay for a few days and then fly back home. But I ended up staying for a bit longer.

The main reason for my visit was to check up on my business with Paul. We have a small car rental business together, but Paul runs it most of the time. I live in the west coast because of my job as the chief executive of a small computer software company. Once and a while the business needs my visits, since I'm the co-owner (we both own 50 % of the company).

I arrived late in the evening at the airport, where Paul was already waiting for me.
"How was the flight?" Paul asked, while driving back to their home.
"Boring," I replied.
"How's everything back home?"
"The same."
"I see your vocabulary has increased since we last met," Paul grinned.
"Sorry, I'm just little preoccupied. You know my wife is expecting our second child, a boy again, and I'm trying to come up a name. If I don't come up with a suitable name, she'll name him Franklyn, with a Y, after her father. I really don't want to give the boy a name like that. He'll be beaten up in the school for his name."
Paul laughed. "You told that to Sarah?"
"God, no! She'd hung me to a tree by my balls, had I said anything like that."
We both chuckled and continued our small talk as Paul finally stopped the car to their driveway.

Helen was waiting on the porch. She was absolutely stunning, although she was only wearing her ‘home clothes'. She had a light blue skirt that barely covered her knees, a matching top and an apron on top of it all. And as usual, she was barefoot. In Florida there was rarely too cold to not be barefoot and Helen just hated keeping shoes or even socks on.
"The dinner is about to be ready," she said as we walked to her from the car. "Hi, Mike. Nice to see you for a while." She smiled her legendary smile, which made all men's knees quiver.
"Nice to be here," I answered and gave her a peck on the cheek. Then we proceeded inside, where little Jennifer and little Jacob came rushing at me.
"Uncle Mike, Uncle Mike!" they yelled in unison and almost tipped me over with their assaulting hugs. Then they looked at me with their big eyes.
"I missed you too," I said, knowing full well what the kids waited.
"Uncle Miiiiikeeee," 10 years old Jessica whined.
"I'm sorry, I forgot to get you anything," I lied.
"Uncle Mike!" Jacob, 7, made a grunting sound and hit me on the hip. Quite lightly I might add. He didn't want to break the candy, that I very likely kept somewhere in my pockets. Jacob had a much darker skin than her sister, since he was adopted. Paul and Helen hadn't been able to get pregnant after Jessica, so when they wanted a new child, they went to an adoption agency and brought Jacob home. They didn't care he was half-black.
"Ok, ok, I give up," I said and with magic in my fingers, several bags of candy appeared into my hands. And they vanished even faster.
"You spoil our kids," Paul said smiling.
"I know. I have to since you wont." I grinned at him.

After the dinner we adults watched some TV and went to bed, because we had an early meeting in the morning. I took care of the boring business things with Paul in one day. The best part of owning a business with Paul is that I have to dedicate myself to the business only one day a year. When it was done, I was free to enjoy myself. The next day started the weekend with Saturday, so I decided to visit the local zoo with the kids. I like spending time with them and we also gave Paul and Helen some time alone. Then we spent Sunday at the house, having a little barbeque, which the kids loved.

After the kid's bedtime Paul broke out a wine bottle and we had a little evening with just us adults. We played some gin and talked about everything that happened in our lives since we last saw each other. Finally it came up, that they had been thinking about having a third kid.
"Jacob's already seven and I miss the sound of small padding feet in the house," Helen admitted to me. "Also, I love the idea of being pregnant again."
"But here's the funny part," Paul said. "We'd like you to do the honors."
This took me by surprise. "What?"
"Let me explain," Paul said, raising his hand for me to keep quiet. "We both have had a fantasy for a long time, that someone other than me would impregnate Helen."
"What?" I repeated, stunned.
"Jacob was conceived that way. He really is Helen's child, although everyone thinks he's adopted. And it really makes my heart pound to even think that Helen would have someone else's baby, with my permission."
"You wouldn't have any parental responsibilities towards the child," Helen said. "It would be Paul's baby in name and in the eyes of the law. Nobody would need to know."
"Why me?" I asked.
"We love you," Helen said. "And you have the same build and overall look as Paul, so the baby wouldn't look all that different from Jessica or Jacob."
I have to admit, that the idea itself was quite intriguing. Helen was truly beautiful and the fact that I could put a baby in her tummy was making my cock twitch.
"I'm ovulating today, so if you're ready to take up the offer, we can go to bedroom right now," Helen said. She knew the best way to convince me was to make the offer immediate. So I took it. Wouldn't you?

We went to the bedroom and Paul followed us, because he wanted to witness his wife being bred by another man. She undressed in front of me and boy, was Paul a lucky man. She had a stunning body, with very perky C-cup breasts with lovely pink nipples in the middle. She had shaven her pubic hair off, showing her full lips. In her late twenties, she was a goddess on earth. I dropped my clothes on the floor in what seemed to be less than a second. I'm sure I made some kind of a record in undressing. Paul sat down on a chair smiling at my eagerness. Helen sat down on the bed and I walked to her with shaking knees. I had a hard time standing, but my cock didn't. It was harder than ever.

She took my cock into her mouth and started sucking with skill. She didn't continue for long, thought, since she didn't want to take the chance I might blow my wad into somewhere else than her unprotected pussy. I knew she wanted it, so I pushed her down and guided my bare cock into her already dripping pussy. I started pounding away like a mad man, while her husband sat there and masturbated. It didn't take me long to come inside her, I was so horny at that point. When I pulled out, she lifted her legs up to keep my fresh semen inside her to ensure the impregnation.

We repeated the "procedure" for a total of three nights (the first one included) before I had to return to home and to my lovely, pregnant wife. It seems my boys pack quite a punch, because Helen did become pregnant during one of those nights. Now they have another daughter, which they named Michaela. Can you guess why?